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"Hi, I'm-"

"Samantha-Jane Margaret Blake, yeah I know I read your file" He cuts me off. This guy is tall, god he's also really cute.

"Yes, seems you're at an advantage since you know my name and everything else about me, and I know nothing about you, not even your name?"

"Oh, right sorry, I'm Dr. Spencer Reid." He's patting his stomach as if he's rubbing something off them.

"It's lovely to meet you" God, his hands, they're giant.

"You must be the new girl?" a slim blonde asks, "Agent Jennifer Jareau, but everyone calls me JJ"

"Samantha-Jane Blake, everyone calls me Sam, Sammi, or SJ."

"Luke Alvez, Emily Prentiss, David Rossi, and you already know Garcia" JJ points as she's telling me their names, wow, why's the whole team made of such beautiful people.

"Have you meet Hotch yet?" Emily asks

"No? I was on my way to his office when doc here appeared" Spencer blushes as I call him doc, how cute.

"Social times over, we have a case." a stern voice says from behind me "Hotch have you me-" "We have time for introductions once we're on the jet" 'Hotch' interrupts Emily. 'The jet?' I whisper to myself "Yeah, we have a jet" JJ whispers back as we all walk to the conference room.

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"Over the past four months, four trouples have all been found dead, after being reported missing for 2 days," JJ starts.

"Trouples?" Rossi asks confused.

"It's like a couple but with three people instead of two," I said without looking up from the files in my hands.

"But what's interesting about this is that the M.E. didn't report any sexual assault but found ligature marks on the wrists, ankles, and even on their throats, but no defensive wounds. Other than how they died." Reid adds.

"You guys do realize that people like to get tied up during sex sometimes right?" When I finally look up from the files, everyone looks as if I just said something insulting "What?"

"Kink? That's what you think this is?" 'Hotch' scoffs at me... "You think getting your throat slashed and genitals mutilated is a kink?" How dare he, I never said that!

"I didn't say that sir, I only mentioned it because sometimes scenes go bad, especially if choking is involved and the dom isn't paying attention to their sub. It happens more than one would think, mainly with new doms, but even the most experienced of doms can have a slip-up."

"She's got a point Hotch," Thank you Alvez, "A buddy of mine had to go to the hospital because of a kink related accident, even though they had done it plenty of times before."

"Um, guys? Not to break up this little chit chat but, all the victims had their throat slashed, and their genitals mutilated." Garcia mentions saving me from further embarrassment, "So the kink thing may not be the reason for the marks?"

"Maybe the unsub likes to watch them 'play' and when the scene is over, they kill them because he feels disgusted with what he just watched or did?" I throw in.

"Either way, the sheriff wants to figure out why all these people are being murdered and put an end to it," JJ says while standing up to turn the monitor off, "Hey JJ, what were the trouples genders?" I ask "because it doesn't say in the files"

"Well the M.E. put in his reports that he thinks the bodies were 2 males and a female for each trouple, but all the vic's where or are John and Jane Does."

"Wheels up in 30," Hotch adds as he was standing up to leave, everyone follows closely behind him.

~ ~

"Dave, Alvez go to the crime scenes. Prentiss and JJ talk to the families. Blake, Reid and I will get set up at the sheriff's station." 'Hotch' says as we land.

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The ride to the station was silent, which was freaking me out because silence was usually followed by something terrible happening.

"You guys must be the FBI?" a guy with a sheriffs badge hanging from his belt says while extending his hand to shake 'Hotch's hand

"Yes we are, I'm SSA Aaron Hotchner, Dr. Spencer Reid, and Agent Samantha Blake. You'll meet the rest of the team soon, they're out in the field at the moment." So that's where 'Hotch' comes from.

~ ~

"-Garcia, repeat what you just told me," Reid says while walking into the room with his phone in his hand.

"All the victims went to the same club the night they went missing, and from the looks of it, the female in every trouple was dancing fairly sexual with the submissive male of the group, while the dominant watches. Which means the unsub is also watching." She repeats.

"I think we should go undercover, so we can catch this guy in the act because we don't have enough evidence to get him otherwise." Hotch gives me a death glare.

"I agree with Sam, it's a good way to make sure that nobody else gets hurt because of this guy." Rossi says once he notices the look on Hotch's face, "but whose going to be the trouple?"

"Well, no offence Reid," I start, looking at him, "but I think Reid should be the submissive male, only because he has that innocence a male sub has, and since I fit the victimology of the female vic's more then the two of you, I should be the female."

"Good point Blake, you have dyed hair and you are curvier than Jayje and I and you seem to know more about this kind of thing than we do," Emily agrees and adds "And I think the dominate male should be Hotch since he gives off authoritative vibes. You just need to dress differently is all, sir. Don't want to stand out or anything." pointing to his suit and tie.

"Actually, if you just lose the jacket, you wouldn't stand out as much in that crowd, but it may be difficult for the unsub to approach you if you were wearing a suit, since the dominate partners are mutilated the worse of the three," I mention in case he didn't pack anything other than suits and pyjamas. "If you need help with picking out an outfit, Em? Jayje? Could you guys help Hotch while I help Spence?"

"Of course," both said in unison.

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The five of us go to the hotel to pick our 'undercover' outfits, the girls take Hotch to their room and Spencer and I go to our room. I pick an outfit for myself before helping Spence since I know it'll take longer. After taking everything he brought out of his go-bag and putting it on one of the beds, we finally decided on a white dress shirt and some jeans for him. I was wearing a black long sleeve mesh crop top, with a black bra under it, and a black pleated skirt, with black heel boots.

"Ready to go, Spence?"